Catch me if you can [NARRY AU]

Chapter fifty one

I'm sorry it took me this long! It's also rather short but I still hope you enjoy :) by the way, I love the comments this story is still getting, it makes me so happy to see that people actually like this story, thank you all so much x

I woke up, feeling the smile on my face grow as I felt rough, calloused fingertips on my torso. I knew those hands anywhere. It was a nice sunny day, I felt the sunlight on my face but I wasn't ready to open my eyes just yet, wanting this feeling to last a bit longer. I felt his breath on my neck, and his stubble left a patch on my skin,  my smile just grew wider. I grabbed his hand under the covers and intertwined our fingers. I could feel his smile growing in my neck. At this point, I felt so content and so at ease, I felt happy again. I cuddled back into his body and I heard his light but cocky chuckle. Only hearing it made my stomach feel butterflies, and I laughed as well, I couldn't help it. We've waited so long for this moment, I waited so long for this moment. And now it was finally here.

To have Niall back, back to me.

I turned around and opened my eyes, looking into blue ones immediately. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his shoulder, breathing in the scent of vanilla and sleep and boy. I missed it. I missed it all. I felt his hands rubbing circles over my back and I hummed.

"Good morning." His Irish accent greeted me, and I could almost cry if my face didn't hurt from smiling so big.

"Great morning." I told him, which made him laugh. I could feel him shaking under me. I sighed. This was paradise. This was what I wanted, what I always had wanted. I could feel Niall leaving small, soft kisses on my shoulders blades and I let out a content hum. I closed my eyes, but still, everything was white. Pure bliss. He bit on my skin and I let out a gasp, which made  him laugh again. I always wanted to make him laugh. Just being the reason behind it felt so, so good. And to finally hear it, it was something that only happened in my wildest dreams.

That is why I woke up in my crappy hotel bed, alone, in the dark. Nothing was white anymore, and I let out a few sobs. Dreams could be so cruel. Niall had felt so real, my happiness had felt so real. His laugh, his touch. I wondered why my subconcious would do this to me, but Lancaster told me that dreams were made up around the things we were busy with in our head, so it only made sense. I turned on my back, my cheeks still wet and my nose all clocked up. It couldn't be  pretty sight. I just laid there, letting the tears flow over my cheeks. I felt a serious pain in my chest, and they were wrong, heartbreak was real.

Breathing became hard so I sat up straight in my bed, trying to regulate my breathing. I felt this great pressure on my chest, in the room, everything was so silent and everything felt like it was none excisting. I didn't know what to feel, how to feel, did I even feel a thing? I wanted to scream, wanted to punch something, Niall was so far away but it had felt so close. I could still feel his fingers, still feel his lips, his presence.

I got out of bed and in the heat of the moment I punched the wall. It left a small dent, and I didn't even feel the pain I should have felt in my hand if I was fully aware of what was going on. I kicked againt the chair, I threw my pillow across the room. I couldn't take it, I couldn't take it for so long, and now it all came out. I screamed and I heard Liam and Louis banging on the door, but I wouldn't let them in. I was in a trance, everything needed to feel the same pain I was feeling.

I didn't know when I became insane. I didn't know that one person could have this affect on another human. I didn't know heartbreak. I didn't know hollowness. I didn't know pain.

But I've learned.

I kneeled down, head in my hands. Everything was wet from my tears and the room was a mess.

"Is this what you want?! Huh?! Is this what you fucking want?!" I screamed as I looked up. I never believed in such a thing as a God. I didn't want to believe that if there was one, He would put me through so much pain.

I cried, I cried until my breath was short and my eyes hurt. I heard Louis and Liam waltz in, screaming something I didn't listen to, and then I felt a pair of arms drag me up to my bed. I trashed, still wanted to destroy, but they were stronger than me. Liam and Louis held me down and they reminded me of the pressure on my chest, the personification of my depression.

I think you can say I was depressed, or at least had depressed moments.

"Where is he now?! Where the fuck is he?!" I screamed again, and at this point my mouth had a mind of its own.

I heard Liam and Louis yell at each other, but my mind was too loud for me to hear.

"...Down! Harry! Harry, do you hear me? Calm down! It's okay, it's okay. Breathe. It's okay." I heard Liam eventually say. I tried to listen to him, I really did but I couldn't.

"This is useless." Louis said to him, but Liam shook his head.

"Harry listen to me, listen! Harry! Listen." Liam kept saying, but I couldn't concentrate on anything, let alone his voice. However, Liam kept trying, and my body suddenly felt very tired. I kept trashing, but not as much, my vision was still blurred but I could make out their bodies now.

"Harry, are you with me bud? Harry?" Liam asked again, and this time I looked in the direction his voice came from, nodding.

"Okay, okay good, now listen, breathe in and breathe out. Can you do that for me?" He asked again. Their grip on my arms were very tight.

I nodded again, my vision clearing up by the second. I saw Liam and Louis giving each other meaningful looks.

"Okay, just breathe. Tell me when you're ready." I had no idea what I needed to be ready for, but I did as he said, or at least tried to. I closed my eyes, breathing through my nose and out through my mouth. After five minutes, I was calmer.

"I'm ready." I said but was scared by the sound of my voice. It didn't sound like me at all.

"Good. I got him, Lou." Liam said to Louis who nodded. He let go of me and walked away to clean up the mess I created.

"Are you gonna stay here as I help Louis?" I wanted to roll my eyes but I was very tired. I just nodded, and before I felt his grip leave my arms, I was asleep.

When I woke up in saw Liam sitting in the chair I had kicked over and Louis sitting on my bed, along with another person I had no interest in seeing what so ever at this point.

"What is she doing here?" I asked Liam bitterly. He looked a bit helpless, and shot a look at Louis, hoping he could explain it to me.

"Listen, Harry. Liam and I both think London isn't the place for you right now." Louis sighed, and I frowned at him, having no idea what he meant by all that.

"That is why we've decided that you're going back to Doncaster. "

"And because of your state, I'm going with you." Mum said.